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Brian Hennesy
Bobby Bare
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Brian Hennessy sat back and let the gypsy read his palm
When he saw her eyes grow wide and wild and dark
And she whispered through her toothless
Gums and clutched him by the arm
She said, "Boy, I fear I see the Devil's mark"
Brian Hennessy just laughed and peeled a ten spot from his roll
'Cause he'd never ever known the taste of fear
But he wondered why the summer night should suddenly turn cold
As the gypsy's words come ringing in his ear
"You can run, you can hide," Brian Hennessy, she cried
"But you can't escape the fate that's in your hand
And say how does it feel to have dealt your final deal?
Go on, lay down, Brian, you're a dyin' man"
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Brian Hennessy walked through the doors of the Dyin' Dog Saloon
Where he stopped to have his nightly glass of gin
And the one-eyed, scar-faced stranger a-dealing blackjack in the gloom
Winked his ghastly gray glass eye and dealt him in
Brian watched in fascination as the stranger's fingers flew
Why, he'd never seen such cheatin' done before
And his hand closed 'round the handle of his snub-nosed .32
When the gypsy's warning come to him once more
"Oh, you can run, you can hide," Brian Hennessy, she cried
"But you can't escape the fate that's in your hand
And say how does it feel to have dealt your final deal?
Go on, lay down, Brian, you're a dyin' man"
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Brian Hennessy just folded up his cards and walked away
Holding back the rage that burned his soul
And he stopped to have some coffee at the Mockingbird Cafe
But that slender, blue-eyed waitress was his goal
And a few words from his silver tongue soon turned her flighty head
She said, "My husband's out of town, you needn't fear"
But as he pressed her to the softness of her fluffy feather bed
On her pillow, he saw written bright and clear
"Oh, you can run, you can hide," there in letters clear and white
Said, "You can't escape the fate that's in your hand
And say how does it feel to have dealt your final deal?
Go on, lay down, Brian, you're a dyin' man"
Brian Hennessy, he stumbled down the stairs into the street
And from that day on, he changed his wicked life
And he never drunk or gambled and he never dealt no dope
And he never touched another fellow's wife
And years later, he met the gypsy when his days were almost done
He said, "Haha! I beat your curse, don't you know?"
But when she saw the frightened, trembling
Withered wretch that he'd become
She said, "Brian, you died twenty years ago"
"Because you ran and you hid, that's exactly what you did
But you didn't escape the fate that's in your hand
And say how did it feel to have dealt your final deal?
Go on, lay down, Brian, you're a dyin' man"
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